I couldn’t resist writing 66 words in 2 short poems of 33 each. I stared at the challenge and i knew suddenly that i had to break the rule , 33 were way too less!! I have found my long lost friend , my best friend , my first friend. I had to make an exception and here it is!

My response to Trifextra : Week 102. I sat at the blank screen , blank for a lot of time until i re-read the challenge a lot many times than i dare count. A surprisingly calm emotion swept past me , i knew how i would describe LOVE GONE WRONG. I knew how it felt , but to put it in words without the words that actually mattered and so necessary i was in fix. Those six words exactly described everything and all i had to do was to describe it.

The Challenge :

This week we’re asking for exactly 33 of your own words about love gone wrong. But we’re asking that you not use any of the following words:

love

sad

tears

wept

heart

pain

And so my response, describing the words exactly in the order given. I so love Trifecta! 😛

A day lost in the countless manveour of time. A far stretched lie that destroyed the Kingdom of Danteron.

It wasn’t the dragons, it wasn’t the dwarfs.

Humans as they call us are more complex, more intriguing. It was a human called Firtanhe.

He came as silently as a small wind , slept on the streets , ate very little. But it was his eyes that gave him up. The underneath intellect that lay hidden was too vast to be ignored or acknowledged. It was intriguing.

His rise wasn’t swift but it was noticed. His approach to problems were queer but optimal. He became a local legend. A year later , a governor and after 2 years the favourite adviser to the King.

Others resented him , some admired him. Although everyone were afraid.

He walked the streets with a certain stride , a confidence that was too confident , a fearlessness that invoked fear. He never smiled. He never talked. He whispered.

It was his whisper that spread , a kind of frenzy that drove people to follow him. To do whatever he said. They feared him , but also loved him.

He became more important than the King.

When an anonymous letter reached the kings hands that warned him of the impending danger to his kingdom by Firtanhe , it was burned in anger.

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No one knew what happened that day.

Only that it lasted a day. The entire city lay in ruins , the army destroyed , the people killed and the king dead.

Only one man stood above the hills , looking at the remains that were caused by him , a faint pride mixed with sadness erupted in his eye.

He moved on.

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No one knew what happened that day.

The entire city erupted in joy , the army hooted , the people rejoiced and the king wept.

Only one man would have done it , saving the city as he had.

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It was whispered that the story was manipulated , that it was all dark lies.